I've seen people down this road
Pull you down and drag you by the throat
The need for satisfaction's in his hands
People pleasers running up in arms
Why don't you settle down
Make it out this town
Fancy cars and limousines
And houses fit for Kings
Where were you in desperate times
Oh, I left you in the back of my mind
Cause the need for satisfaction's in my hands
People pleasers running up in arms
No, no, no
Why don't you settle down
Make it out this town
Fancy cars and limousines
And houses fit for Kings
I let out a sigh
And I think about you more each night
Even though you're far away
Cause I confess
My desire for success
I'm not like the rest